Spring, with each new petal.

Warm rays that wake my soul,
As morning dawns and darkness goes,
Blue skies of endless hope,
Birds sing the perfect notes.
Flowers, tired, drained of life,
Open their eyes, drink in the light,
Petals full of vibrant energy,
Nectar, for our dear, dear honey bee.
New life for the growing buds,
Pushing through the heavy mud.
Spring thaws the freezing earth,
A new energy filled with mirth,
The sky grows light,
petals take flight,
static air forms to excite
As we sit back and take in this glorious sight.

Karen Hayward © 2015.

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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